My feet don't know the path
I miss the village air
The peace, the hug and the sparkle
My grandparents' tenderness
Doesn't let me quiet my voice
High tide, shallow people
I'm like a fish in this net
I want to go back home
Nothing here quenches my thirst
But without leaving what I've got here
We've gotta live like this
And someday I'll find the exit
I'll stay there on the island